Smiling Through The Pain Mga Nobela at Kwento

"If pain is 'enjoying this chicken the way I am right now' , then cheers to pain." "You're masking your pain with that fake smile and forced laugh, walking around every corner of this company acting like you're happy but we both know you're not! You're suffering. You're trying to run away from the grief of losing your mom by immersing yourself in work, overworking yourself, overeating, smiling sheepishly and laughing every chance you get. " I glare at her. "You want me to stop eating this chicken?" "Ofcourse not. But you -"

But I still try to smile at her. Yes. At least I can still smile even though my heart is crying. Because I don't like to see the pitying glances people

There was a smile on her lips, a sad and twisted smile, a perfect mirror to the pain within. " I was happy, ecstatic, even. My baby was found. I cooked her favourite meals, cleaned her room. For two days, I refused to eat or rest. I eagerly awaited her return, looking forward to the hearty reunion. But it never happened, you know?" She asked, looking out through the window, unwilling to meet my eyes. She was still crying. My idol was sobbing in pain while there was nothing I could do. Seeing her in pain made me forget about mine, about my hurt. I just wanted to comfort her, to tell her it was okay but I didn't know how to. I didn't know where to start either.

How she locks up herself in her room for a whole day, how she zones off while having breakfast and how she forces a smile whenever she is asked a question. I've studied her this much, but she confessed she noticed my pain too. How? I've trained myself from a young age. My smile has been my mask, a perfect way to hide my pain from the public. Even Chris wouldn't notice unless I opened up towards him. Then how was Felza able to notice my pain? I was rendered speechless by her words, and she laughed even harder, “It's not hard to notice. I feel like your smile is a mask you put on to hide your pain.”

I vowed quietly, determined to be her rock in the midst of her storm. A lone tear glided down my cheek as I watched over her, wishing I could take away her pain. How much pain and suffering can one person endure before they break? Hailey always keeps a smile on her face; seeing her smile, no one can know the pain that she has been hiding deep inside for so long.

I clenched my fists, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break, determined to endure the excruciating pain in silence. "Not today," I muttered, plastering a smile of defiance through gritted teeth. I knew that showing weakness would only fuel his sadistic pleasure, so I summoned every ounce of strength within me to maintain my composure. Deep down, I vowed to myself that I would emerge from this ordeal stronger than ever before.

Bring on the pain. She smiles, a mischievous smile that chills me to the bone. "Whatever you say." A few minutes pass as she arranges things on the table. I spend time thinking about what I was going to lose. Throughout this process, am I going to lose myself? Why did I even agree to do this? Oh yes. The pain. It's so funny to me, and I start to laugh. So to escape the pain, I have to drink something that hurts. What a messed up world.

"You do not know what I live through. The people who suffer the most are the ones who smile the most." He jumped over the rocks and reached his hand toward me. I hesitated, then took it. "We hide our pain behind real laughter." He held me firmly while I jumped beside him. He exhaled roughly. "I am not like that." I asked with curiosity. "Do you suffer? I actually felt that." Our feet touched the cold sand. I grabbed his arm, shivering. "Oh God. It is cold." He looked at me and pushed me slightly away. "Stay back." I punched his shoulder playfully, as if I had just found a new friend. He clenched his teeth in annoyance.

Claps filled the room when we sealed our wedding with a kiss. Upon facing the guest I saw smiles on their faces and it added to the pain that I am feeling. I felt miserable because no one can see my pain. None of these people knew that my insides is shattered into tiny million pieces. "Congratulations," they all said but I looked at them blankly. I can no longer flash my fake smile. I lost my strength to do that. I always greet people with a smile and whenever I see the camera directed at my face I always flash my sweetest smile but this time even a fake smile can no longer appear on my face.

Before the incident Gun "Today is another depressing day for me I smile like stupid to cover the pain that I'm facing, I laugh like dumb to show that I'm happy even though I'm dying inside. My heart pierced with billions of needles and no one cared to help me remove it" I said while Krist is focusing on the road driving his car.